Zong Mingyan's face was gloomy. He saw the competition between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping with his own eyes. The two men showed clearly superior strength to him, which really made him feel uncomfortable with his aloof temperament.
In a bad mood, he simply didn't cover up at all, and his whole body was filled with sword intent, just waiting for some blind guy to fall into his hands.
As the chief disciple of Dongqi Sword Sect and the beloved disciple of Zuo Meitian, Zong Mingyan's cultivation is naturally not weak. At this time, he did not hide it at all, and his momentum was exposed. Most cultivators would turn around and leave when they see him. But those are the ones who
Although he has the strength, he is not willing to consume his spiritual power so quickly. Everyone knows that the sooner he consumes his spiritual power, the sooner he will be eliminated. This round of competition is not only about strength, but also patience.
He heard the sound of fighting ahead, snorted, and walked towards it.
Nan Menyang was covered in golden light, holding a big sword in his hand. He was as huge as a hill, with angry eyes and a mighty expression. Not far away from him, Yu Bai was dressed in white. Although he was not as extraordinary as Gu Rongping, he was
He was also gentle and elegant, and the flying sword, as long as bamboo, circled and danced beside him without losing any of his strength.
The two of them are very powerful, especially Nan Menyang's "Mountain-Breaking Sword", which is unparalleled in its power. Every sword whistle is like thunder, and the light of the sword is like a roll like a wave. It really has the power to break mountains!
The elders of various sects who watched the competition between the two were all filled with admiration.
"Nan Menyang is truly gifted. The second-grade "Mountain-Breaking Sword" in his hands can actually be as powerful as it is! If he trains it well, he will definitely become a master!"
"Not bad! Whoever can get him to join us will be able to add a master!"
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On the contrary, Yu Bai had some strength, which surprised no one.
Several elders of Wu Kong Sword Sect are also paying attention to Nanmen Yang, the most dazzling Wu Sect cultivator in this sword trial.
"Brother, this boy is really good! Should we consider giving a price?" Yan Le looked at it intently, as if he was seeing a treasure.
Pei Yuanran pondered for a moment and shook his head helplessly: "This boy is indeed a malleable talent, but you don't know our family background. Wei Sheng is enough for us, let alone Zuo Mo, who is even more troublesome.
Luo Li has made great progress this time, and his temperament is much calmer than before. If he is trained well, his future will be bright." While others were having a headache because there were no talented and outstanding disciples under his sect, Pei Yuanran was worried about having too many good disciples.
"Financial resources are not a big issue. After this sword test meeting, we are afraid that we will not be able to hide our capabilities and bide our time like before. We still have to fight for what we should fight for. I have been feeling uncomfortable for these years." Yan Le
He was full of pride when he said this sentence.
Pei Yuanran smiled, his eyes flashing with light.
Xin Yan suddenly interjected: "It doesn't suit his mentality."
Only then did everyone think of this key question. Although Nanmen Yang was extremely talented, it also depended on what kind of mental skills he cultivated. Although "Vajra Art" and "Broken Mountain Sword" were only second-grade, they were right on his path.
The power increases sharply. If the mental method is not correct, it is hard to say how far it can be cultivated.
A discerning person can see that Nanmen Yang is a practitioner who needs special mental methods.
Shi Fengrong suddenly said: "Isn't Zuo Mo a practitioner of "Vajra Quiet Words"? Why not let him practice "Vajra Quiet Words" together."
Pei Yuanran smiled bitterly: ""King Kong Weiyan" is just an ordinary third-level body-refining mental method. Many sects have this mental method. It is difficult for us to give any decent conditions. Forget it, don't pull me over at that time, and then
If we waste other people's homes, then we have sinned."
The rest of the people were also silent. The sword techniques of Wukong Jianmen were indeed not very suitable for Nanmen Yang, so they gave up the idea.
"Eh." Yan Le suddenly pointed at the mirage and said, "Well, that kid seems to be Zong Mingyan. He is very close to that bastard Zuo Mo."
Although everyone had many opinions about Zuo Mo, he was still a disciple of our sect. After hearing this, they couldn't help but follow Yan Le's fingers.
But when they turned their attention to Zuo Mo's location, they suddenly became very angry.
The gleaming five-acre talisman belt just now was already very eye-catching. Not long after, the area of the talisman formation belt seemed to have doubled, covering an area of ten acres!
What on earth does this guy want to do? The first thought that pops up in their minds. The second thought is: It's over! This is so embarrassing!
The five-acre talisman formation belt that used to be just a small patch among the green and lush mountains is now like a large, shining patch. Zuo Mo shuttled back and forth between the talisman formations tirelessly. If
If you look closely, you can see the unconcealed excitement and pride on his face.
If you understand lip reading, you can easily read what he is mumbling.
"If you fight with me, I won't kill you!"
"If I can't defeat you with my cultivation, I will smash you to death with crystal stones... Whoever said that crystal stones can make people surrender... Submit to me!"
"I am very poor, but I am shameless..."
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However, lip reading is not a sophisticated thing. There are many people who can read lips, and you can hear someone chuckle from time to time.
The four of them, Pei Yuanran, only felt that a sword trial had tortured their already fragile nerves. Now there were only people around them laughing, and they felt nervously that these people were laughing at them. They had become four.
A frightened bird.
What a pity!
The head of the mighty Wukong Sword Sect! The famous Ice Chi Sword! Even Yan Le and Shi Fengrong are masters of the Golden Core Stage! They were tortured to the point of death by a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage and were on the verge of collapse.
Zong Mingyan was indeed aiming for Zuo Mo. He actually wanted to compete with Yu Bai, but Yu Bai and Nan Menyang were fighting fiercely, so naturally it was not easy for him to intervene.
For them, it is not a shameful thing to win by any means. Both Yu Bai and Zong Mingyan have extremely proud temperaments, and they will never tolerate taking advantage of others in the competition to win. So he had to
The target has been moved.
The golden head of Fu Bing, which was a little higher than the forest, was like a beacon in the darkness, guiding Zong Mingyan forward.
"There's a good show! Zong Mingyan encounters a skinned zombie!"
"Retribution, retribution! I hate people who hit people with crystal stones the most!"
"Disgrace our Dongfu sword cultivator! Zong Mingyan, I support you! Kill him as soon as possible, it's so embarrassing! The shame of Dongfu!"
Hearing the indignant discussions of the Dongfu sword cultivators around them, Pei Yuanran and the other four simply wanted to agree.
"Phew!" Yan Le let out a long breath: "Great! He finally can't mess with it anymore!"
Pei Yuanran was also relieved: "It's not a shame to lose to Zong Mingyan."
Xin Yan rarely nodded in agreement: "Death early, rebirth early!"
The opinions of the three people were unprecedentedly unified. They only hoped that Zong Mingyan could resolve the battle quickly so that Zuo Mo would be less embarrassed. Now they only felt that it was the first time in their lives for Zuo Mo to participate in the final round of this sword trial.
The stupidest decision in the series. The praise Wei Sheng earned for Wukong Jianmen was far less than the amount of shame Zuo Mo gave them. The loss was huge.
Only Shi Fengrong was a little unhappy: "Why Zong Mingyan? I hate that old thief Zuo Meitian!" She suddenly turned her face: "Why don't we let Wei Sheng kick Zuo Mo out!"
Pei Yuanran muttered: "It's not good for fellow sects to kill each other!"
Yan Le came up with an idea from the side: "Let Zong Mingyan kick Zuo Mo out first, and then let Wei Sheng kick Zong Mingyan out!"
Xin Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Wonderful!"
At the entrance of each casino, a bet between Zuo Mo and Zong Mingyan was quickly posted, and the guys shouted at the top of their lungs.
"A sensation in the East, a ten-move bet! The biggest upset in the first two rounds, can the magical zombies be upset again? We will announce it to you soon! How can life be perfect without personally participating in this shocking gamble?"
"Let's take a look! A strong sword versus a strong shield! What? No shield? Oh my god! Sir, look at it, is there a shield with stronger defense than this turtle in the world? This is definitely the best defense of the year.
The most powerful turtle formation! Take a look at Mr. Zuo Mo’s name for his favorite work! The defensive style of the full-talisman formation! With such a domineering name and full of security, it is definitely worth your attention!"
"The odds are 500 to 1! What? Are you still not satisfied? I promise with my personality that there will never be a more disparate odds again! Think about it, it was our amazing Zuo Mo who starred last time
How many people made a lot of money in this shocking gambling game! The son of Wang Xiaoer's aunt next door to me only bet ten crystal stones..."
Fu Jin's eyes were red, and he bet all the crystal stones on his body, saying to himself: "I am not optimistic about you, this is a holiday between me and Dongqijianmen!" Hearing this, the casino clerk was frightened.
After all, Dongqi Jianmen is a major local sect.
Fu Jin recognized Zong Mingyan! Last time, it was Zong Mingyan who was with another Dongqi Sword Sect disciple. It was also that time that he was injured by another Dongqi Sword Sect disciple. It was also that time,
Zuo Mo stood up for him, and the friendship between him and Zuo Mo became deeper.
His eyes were red and he bit his lip tightly, feeling worried for Zuo Mo.
Naturally, he had heard of Zong Mingyan's power. In addition, the two of them had a feud, so Zong Mingyan would never be lenient.
Zuo Mo's spiritual awareness was extraordinary, and he soon discovered Zong Mingyan. Zong Mingyan's steps were not fast, and he walked towards Zuo Mo step by step. Zuo Mo actually wanted to run, but he still had some points to deal with ordinary cultivators.
He didn't even take chances. For masters like Zong Mingyan and Yu Bai, he didn't even take chances.
One of the biggest shortcomings of his extremely proud formation defense is revealed, that is, once the movement begins, there is no other way but to defend.
The last meeting between the two parties was not pleasant. Because of his relationship, another Dongqi disciple was expelled from Dongfu.
Forget it, I won’t run away if I can’t! Zuo Mo’s heart changed. Once he became a bachelor, he would still have quite a bit of momentum.
Isn’t it Zong Mingyan?
Looking around, he saw countless sparkling materials, like countless sparkling crystals, flowing with charming brilliance that dazzled him.
He felt so proud!
Even Pu Yao, who is known as the Heavenly Demon, can smash it down with crystal stones. You are just a second-rate person in the pulse condensation stage. I don’t believe I can’t drown you!
